Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

What's more, behind the nameless, there is Lin Jiufeng.

Hua Jian Patriarch's body was like a fleeting image, and he wanted to escape quickly, flying in mid-air.

boom!

There was a loud thunder in the sky, under the light of the day-like sword light, everyone could see it clearly, and Wuming slashed out with his sword.

The body of Patriarch Huajian was like sand, with dry bones and dust falling down in a rustle.

At this moment, the entire imperial capital was silent.

No one dared to speak.

Whether it is a person from Yuhua Shenchao, a person from the Demon Sect, or a person from the Taoist Sect, all of them stared wide-eyed.

Rubbed his eyes.

What did they just see?

A sword broke through the air!

Night becomes day!

The patriarch Huajian turned into dry bone dust and drifted away with the wind.

He is a martial artist!

Known as the first martial saint in a thousand years!

Killed like that?

Is this a sword technique, or a demon technique?

After this sword, the light gradually disappeared, and the nameless figure also disappeared with the arrival of darkness.

God, it's raining!

The drizzle covered the Forbidden City and the imperial capital.

Suddenly, an old peach tree in the city sprouted and blossomed, and the fragrance filled dozens of miles.

Countless people raised their heads and let the rain fall on their faces, watching in astonishment, the shock in their hearts is self-evident. …

Peach trees bloom all over the city with one sword!

Is this the true strength of Wu Sheng?

It's not just the cultivation of true qi, but it involves the great way of heaven and earth.

After the astonishment, the entire imperial capital was in chaos.

……

Lin Jiufeng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief at the Forbidden City's side gate.

Just now he and Wuming were in the same spirit, and he used the sword 22 move with Wuming's hand, the power is really terrifying.

The Patriarch Huajian, who was at the same level, was instantly wiped out with a single strike of his sword.

After Wuming finished killing people, he came back quietly and stood behind Lin Jiufeng, silent.

Dachun saw the whole process, wiped his face, and his face was covered with rain, his three views were subverted.

"Your Highness, you are so powerful, why don't you come out in the cold palace?" Dachun asked dryly.

He can't figure it out!

"Why did you come out?" Lin Jiufeng asked back.

Dachun has a stupid mouth and can't speak.

"The outside world is turbulent. There are too many messy things, which can easily distract me. No one disturbs me in the cold palace all year round. I can practice with peace of mind and ignore the outside world. Why do you think I am coming out?" Lin Jiufeng said with a slight smile.

It is impossible for him to tell Dachun that he can sign in and get a lot of things in the cold palace.

Other places do not have such a good environment as the Lenggong.

After seeing the power of Wu Sheng tonight, Lin Jiufeng made up his mind that without the strength of Wu Sheng, he would not come out again.

Seeing Dachun's stupid look, Lin Jiufeng smiled and said: "Okay, remember to bring me food and wine next time, I still like to listen to what happened in the imperial capital."

Dachun nodded obediently: "Your Highness likes to listen, so Dachun will say it."

"Well, don't tell anyone that you've seen me, it's a secret between us." Lin Jiufeng said to Dachun.

Dachun nodded firmly, and said: "Your Highness, please rest assured, even if Dachun dies, he will not speak out."

Lin Jiufeng left, taking Wuming with him.

Wuming has just been resurrected and has the strength of a martial artist, but his moves, exercises and so on cannot be mastered in an instant, so Lin Jiufeng used his sword 22 with his hands.

Now that the troubles of Yuhua Shenchao are resolved, Lin Jiufeng can return to Lenggong and sign in with peace of mind.

He also needs to keep getting stronger.

Yuhua Shenchao is not in danger, so he can continue to feel at ease and sign in without being disturbed.

……

What happened that night spread throughout the world in an instant.

The patriarch Huajian actually broke his halberd in the Yuhua God Dynasty, and was beheaded by a mysterious strong man with a single sword, and he was powerless to fight back.

Uproar!

After this battle, Yuhua Shenchao not only did not fall apart, but its reputation increased greatly.

Countless people are guessing, who is that mysterious man?

What does it have to do with Yuhua Shenchao?

As for the interior of Yuhua Shenchao, they are also at a loss.

In the central hall, His Majesty sat on the Dragon Throne with a tired look after the turmoil of the night.

There is only one sixth prince below.

"Father, isn't this mysterious person really the trump card of our Yuhua Shenchao?" the sixth prince asked.

"No!" Your Majesty shook his head and said, "I called you here because I want you to find out who this mysterious person is. Once you find out who this mysterious person is, you must invite me into the palace. You must be respectful. He saved my Yuhua Shenchao." .”

The sixth prince nodded and said: "I know, I will investigate carefully."

"Well, you go and deal with it. I'm tired. You can continue to take on the responsibility of supervising the country." His Majesty waved his hand tiredly, letting the sixth prince leave.

Then he clutched his chest with a distressed expression.

……

There was an uproar in the outside world, but Lin Jiufeng returned to the Leng Palace and started his quiet check-in.

【Do you sign in at the stone lion in front of the cold palace gate? 】

"Sign in!" Lin Jiufeng didn't expect that a pair of stone lions at the door could also sign in.

[Sign in successfully, get the fearless lion seal! 】

A powerful printing method with a strong attack power, it was transmitted into his mind, and Lin Jiufeng learned it in an instant.

Chapter 11 The Emperor Dies

The fearless lion seal obtained by signing in gave Lin Jiufeng an extra powerful martial arts, which can increase his own strength.

He only had a few sword skills before, but now he has other methods, which can be regarded as a trump card.

After signing in, Lin Jiufeng entered the cold palace. Once the gate was closed, no one knew that he had gone out.

As for the turmoil in the outside world, it has nothing to do with Lin Jiufeng.

Seven consecutive days have passed, and Lin Jiufeng has been practicing silently, improving his potential, and concentrating on signing up for the Condensing Yuan Pill, striving to break through the Golden Pill as soon as possible and enter the realm of a master.

If you entered the Grandmaster before, you would be considered a master, but now that the Martial Saint has appeared, the Grandmaster is nothing.

On this day, spring is here.

With delicious food and delicious wine, in front of the Lenggong Gate, as usual, I talked to Lin Jiufeng about what happened in the imperial capital.

"Your Highness, now the people from the Demon Sect have retreated, and the people from the Taoist and Buddhist Sects have also left one after another, and the people in the imperial capital have resumed their peaceful lives." Dachun said.

"Good thing." Lin Jiufeng said after taking a sip of fine wine.

"Your Highness, I heard that because the Patriarch Huajian was coming to assassinate His Majesty, several feudal lords were ready to move, trying to overthrow the Yuhua Dynasty, but now they have calmed down and all expressed their loyalty." Dachun said.

"Without the strength of the Martial Saint Realm, they wouldn't dare to rebel." Lin Jiufeng didn't care. These vassal kings were loyal ministers who accompanied the Yuhua Dynasty to conquer the world in the early years, and later managed one side, but their descendants didn't think so.

Now the Nine Great Feudal Kings have become the confidants of Yuhua Shenchao. When he was the prince before, Lin Jiufeng was also very worried.

But it's not his turn to worry about these things now, it's the Sixth Prince and His Majesty who worry about it.

He can sign with peace of mind.

After eating and drinking enough, Dachun left, Lin Jiufeng lived a peaceful life and practiced quietly.

As for Wuming, although he was resurrected due to the ghost control method and gave birth to a new consciousness, in principle he is not a "human", he is just a puppet who obeys Lin Jiufeng's orders.

The cultivation base of the martial saint realm can never be improved, and Lin Jiufeng doesn't order him to do things on weekdays, so he can lie down in the coffin forever.

Day after day, Lin Jiufeng did not sign in all of the Ningyuan Pills, he wandered around the entire cold palace.

On this day, he came to an abandoned palace.

Qianyuan Hall!

The two brothers who competed with His Majesty for the throne at the beginning were imprisoned in this hall, that is, Lin Jiufeng's uncle.

After they died in depression, this place was deserted, and no one came to take care of it. Now it has been covered with weeds and cobwebs, the palace has collapsed, and the walls are broken, making it difficult to settle down.

Lin Jiufeng came here, looking at the place where it was difficult to settle, a sword energy swept across helplessly, clearing the weeds.

[Are you signing in at the Qianyuan Hall? 】

A line of words appeared in front of my eyes.

"Sign in!" Lin Jiufeng said without hesitation.

He wanted to see what he could sign?

[Sign in successfully, get a millennium cold jade bed! 】

Lin Jiufeng looked at this line of words in surprise, and immediately returned to his yard. As expected, in his yard, there was a cold jade bed, not too big, just a single bed. …

This is a thousand-year-old cold jade bed, which is a great tonic for practitioners. Practicing on the cold jade bed can lock the body and absorb spiritual energy, which is twice the result with half the effort.

"With this cold jade bed, my road to master is not far away." Lin Jiufeng said happily, and immediately moved the cold jade bed into the room, and began to practice on it.

Sure enough, one day was worth the past three days.

This is already very fast, Lin Jiufeng practiced on the cold jade bed every day unless he signed in.

Time flies, and half a year has passed.

Within half a year, Lin Jiufeng raised his cultivation to the level of a master.

He is already the third step of the Grandmaster Realm.

The realm of the master is divided into nine steps, which is said to be nine steps to reach the sky.

The master's nine steps, many people can't finish walking in their lifetime, but for Lin Jiufeng, it is relatively simple.

Especially after having the cold jade bed, his practice speed has really improved significantly.

In the past six months, nothing special happened to the emperor. Every time Dachun came over, the things he talked about were trivial and trivial.

But this time when Dachun came, he said to Lin Jiufeng seriously: "Your Highness, it seems that His Majesty is dying, and the government and the public are talking about this matter."

Lin Jiufeng said strangely: "He is only 50 years old. According to his cultivation, he can live a good life for 300 years. Why can't he?"

"It is said that His Majesty is forcibly practicing the royal family's secret method, which hurts the root and has not been cured. It has become more and more serious in the past six months. All state affairs are supervised by the sixth prince. In the past three months, he has rarely gone to court." Dachun said.

Lin Jiufeng was stunned, his cheap father, is he really going to die?

Then his younger brother is about to become the emperor of Yuhua Shen Dynasty.

Dachun brought this news this time, which made Lin Jiufeng's mood fluctuate a bit.

In any case, he is also the father of this body, so it is impossible to remain indifferent.